The gourd in her hand was filled with wine. When she tilted her head back to drink it, the crystal liquid sparkled among the fluorescent lights.
When looking over here, those eyes seemed to be a little tipsy, with a shimmering light.
"That's enough." Su Mingan withdrew his hand and followed her to the side.
That was the place where he felt at the beginning, where the sound of chatting came from. There was a fire burning, and around the fire sat a circle of people in different clothes.
They were grilling monster meat and drinking clear spring liquid. When they noticed the movement here, they all looked over here with the fierceness of desperadoes in their eyes.
And between them, Su Mingan saw a tall and thin man.
A blood-red butterfly was perched on his shoulder.
...What an acquaintance.
Su Mingan's eyes met that person's, and then he looked away.
"——Hey, kid, you puppet soldiers, what are you doing here?"
Suddenly, a man with a big sword on his back, who looked like the leader, suddenly stood up. There was minced meat on his lips, but his eyes were vicious and he looked down at Su Mingan in a condescending manner.
Su Mingan understood this group of revolutionary soldiers who were being chased around by the regular army like stray dogs. They might not have very good brains and could easily be led by some suggestive ideas and become a knife in someone's hand.
Seeing someone like him wearing a regular military uniform would naturally make one feel that he looks disgusting.
He smiled and was about to have a "communication" with this person.
But I saw that the man's originally disgusted eyes began to soften, and then softened little by little.
[NPC in the hostile camp, basic favorability is cold or above. 】
When he saw Su Mingan's face, the passive instinct of the person in power was activated, and the anger of the man who originally wanted to kill Zheng Jun was extinguished in an instant.
Even when looking at the completely unguarded Su Ming'an, the revolutionary army felt that this man looked somewhat innocent.
"…It's so weird, why can't I get fucking angry."
"Have those puppet troops' skills in deceiving people reached this point?"
"I was wondering why the Second Commander wanted to save this noble, but now I think it doesn't hurt to save him..."
"This little devil looks pretty harmless."
"Forget it, it's none of my business, I should hurry up and eat some meat..."
The atmosphere that was originally somewhat stagnant and the situation that was almost on the verge of breaking out were dispelled in an instant.
Some players who originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity were stunned when they saw this scene.
"Don't cause trouble." Shan Shuang suddenly spoke to the group of revolutionaries.
She suddenly took a step forward and protected Su Mingan behind her:
"——Have you forgotten what I told you? Don't implicate innocent people. Send this man to the city and exchange him for some resources. If you are angry, why not use your weapons on the battlefield against those damned regular soldiers? Are you showing off your power against a person who has no fighting ability? You really disgrace the name of the revolutionary army!"
As soon as she said this, everyone fell silent, and she seemed quite prestigious.
"Odd or even." Su Mingan suddenly spoke, stretched out his hand, and grabbed her: "Come in with me."
He pulled her and walked towards the tent.
At first, Dan Shuang didn't understand what was going on and even followed him a few steps over there.
But she reacted quickly and pulled him away quickly, moving as fast as the wind.
Even when facing Qinwang's handsome face, she never behaved like a little girl from beginning to end, and her behavior was like a boy.
"what you do."
She said in a cold voice, as if she was about to start a fight if they disagreed.
Barrage brushed:
[It seems like the difficulty of the fifth world this time is not low. I see that Iris seems to have failed...]
[Iris failed? Ah, what a pity. I thought she would always be Miss Lighthouse...]
[It’s good that she failed. Although her points were cleared, I have never liked this foreign girl.]
[Is she worthy of being called "Miss Lighthouse"? ]
[Ah... I feel quite pity about this. After all, he is also a great master.]
【……】
Su Mingan accidentally saw the barrage at this time.
After seeing the news that "Iris failed", his thoughts, which had been planning the plan as closely as a computer, paused for a moment.
He seemed to take a few sharp breaths, but it was as if nothing had happened. When he came to his senses, he found that he had used greater force in the single and double pulling movements.
"What on earth are you going to—"
"Come in with me." Su Mingan turned around.
Shan Shuang raised her head, and when she met his eyes, she saw that those eyes were like a cold blade that had been quenched by fire.
The sudden surge of emotions that almost suffocated her made her doubt for a moment that this was not the little noble who had always behaved so harmlessly.
At this moment, she suddenly realized the meaning of the so-called "emotional contagion" in the very vague words that this person just said.
She was dragged directly into the tent.
"Do you have a dagger? Something sharp will do."
Su Mingan closed the tent curtain to block out the outside view, and then reached out to her.
"Please explain clearly." She frowned. "What shameful thing is it that you have to say it in such a low voice?"
"I am Qinwang."
"Huh?" Shan Shuang narrowed his eyes.
"I am Qinwang." Su Mingan repeated.
"What?" Shan Shuang hadn't understood the meaning of the pronunciation of the name yet, and then, she saw Su Ming'an suddenly stretch out his hand and snatch the dagger from her waist in just a moment, so fast that she had no time to react.
"--you!"
Before she could react, the man in front of her immediately cut his own hand.
The blood dripped onto the ground, revealing a bright red color.
He squatted down, looking extremely serious, and placed his palm against the ground, moving it bit by bit, drawing a bright red circle.
The wound was in direct contact with another object, but he seemed not to feel the pain. After drawing a circle and leaving a bloody mark, he added a few more strokes and used the blood flowing from his palm to draw a magic circle like an emblem.
Shan Shuang watched this scene. She had no idea what the other party was doing, but as she pondered the pronunciation of what he said, she gradually figured out some meaning.
"Looking forward." She repeated, blinking faster and faster: "Looking forward, looking forward..."
When Su Ming'an stood up and the blood-colored magic circle on the ground suddenly began to glow, her heart suddenly surged with intense emotions, making it almost impossible for her to breathe for a moment.
"You are--" she shouted, and then saw a glowing mark on her hand.
"This is a talent improvement awakening formation." Su Mingan looked at her, his eyes as dead as a calm lake:
"…There's almost no time left. Trust me and take me away."
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